Demon Slayer: The King of Ghosts Walking in the World - Chapter 48
Chapter 48 The end of the battle
The cautious ghost dances are not here, and there are no ways to take the other party with each other.
Both sides understand that it is not the time to decide now.
A burst of pipa sounds, a wooden door appeared again out of thin air.
The emergence of this door means that this battle is here.
Tong Mo, who was in the team, looked at the butterfly sisters behind Yang Jie: “It’s a pity, next time I will eat you, get away from this painful world, and then live with me happily.”
The butterfly sisters looked at each other, but helpless.
Yang Jie gently held the Japanese wheel knife in the hands of the butterfly Yinnai, and
“Blood breathing · Three types · Lan Yan Blood Blade!”
The blood surrounded by the day wheel knife is like a burning flame. A horizontal giant cutting strikes towards the child.
“Battlestick · Frozen Crystal Royal Wall!”
Tong Mo waved the fan, and the thick ice wall was blocked on the action trajectory of the Blood Blade of Lanfan.
However, the ice wall is like tofu. Without any obstacles, Tong Mo raised the hard -like fan in his hand to resist Lan Fan Blade, but the next moment, Tong Mo’s pair of fans and both hands together with both hands and handsIt was cut off in an instant.
“The breathing of the moon · Lu Zhi · Changye Lonely Moon · Wuxian!”
Seeing that Tong Mo was about to be cut off by Yang Jie’s attack, Black Dead Mu Chu got out of the ghost blade around his waist, concentrated on the same place to cut the same place, and resolved Yang Jie’s attack.
Faced with the sudden trouble of Yang Jie, all the string was waiting, waiting for the ghost dancing without a tragic order.
The ghost dances just glanced at Yang Jie, and entered the wooden door.
Black Dead Mu returned to the sheath and followed the miserable footsteps of the ghost dance, and entered the wooden door.
The rest of the string looked at each other. Although I was puzzled, I dare not question that the ghost dance is miserable.
The ghost dances are miserable and the twelve ghost moon disappears in the wooden door.
This unexpected battle ended.
After the ghost dance disappeared, Yang Jie let go of the Japanese wheel knife and looked at the familiar figure in front of him. He greeted him mildly: “I haven’t seen it for a long time, Ji Zhi, Prostitutes, Toron, Love Xue, Xiaomei.”
Xiaomei couldn’t wait to rush on Yang Jie’s body: “Master Yokuke, I miss you so much ~”
Yang Jie rubbed Xiaomei’s hair: “I miss you too, Xiaomei.”
Siji and Prostitute Taro suddenly knelt in front of Yang Jie: “Sorry, Lord Yokuke”
Yang Jie was a little surprised: “Why are you sorry?”
Ji Zhi and Prostitute Taro were full of blame: “We have disappointed your expectations!”
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Yang Jie helped Miji and Prostitute Taro from the ground: “I have never regarded you as my subordinates. You have no obligation to do anything for me. On the contrary, I should thank you.
There is no one person, and things are unparalleled. This time, even I did not expect all the stringes and the misery of ghost dances. You have already done it well.”
Having said that, Yang Jie patted the shoulders of Shi Zhi and Prostitute Taro: “Okay, don’t calm down anymore, we haven’t met for so long, let’s get together and tell me about your experience in the past few years.Bar.”
“Yes! Lord Yokuke!”
The butterfly sisters were chaotic at this time.
Tong Mo, upper string, and the last ghost dance are miserable. After coming to Wanshi Pales, everything that happened exceeded their expectations.
The butterfly sisters have not returned from the battle just now. Several times with the death, they were afraid of them.
Yang Jie’s face had a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to the butterfly sisters: “Let’s go, go home.”
After seeing Yang Jie and Butterfly, the butterfly Yin Naihui and Butterfly gradually calmed down and clenched Yang Jie’s hands.
Everyone returned to the home where I was settled.
From the mouths of Zhiji and others, I learned how many people have experienced in the past few years.
The information of the Twelve Ghost Months has been collecting the information of the twelve ghosts. So far, the identity information of the upper strings has been clear, but because the chord has always changed, the information just collected may be invalidate the next moment.
However, before today’s battle, Ji Zhi and others never fought against the twelve ghosts, so they did not know the strength of the twelve ghosts.
The six children who remembered the last shot of the last shot, the weird ability to absorb the attack and return it to the other party, frowned involuntarily.
Yang Jie understood that everyone was very concerned about the battle just now, and comforted: “The twelve ghost moon is the strongest of all ghosts, each of the twelve of the ghost dances, each of which has special abilities.The battle will fall in passive. ”
Butterfly Xiangnai took a pot of tea for everyone, and Yang Jie took the teapot and poured a cup. After seeing it, Xiaomei also took a sip after seeing it, but almost fell from the chair.
“It’s not wine?”
Yang Jie was so angry that Xiaomei was right: “What such a big response, can I not change the taste?”
Lian Xue also said in surprise: “From the wine without leaving, to tasting tea now, the adults of Yangjie have changed quite a lot in these years.”
After the prostitutes poured a drink for himself, he took a sip. The bitter taste made him hold his lips and put it back on the table. It seemed that he didn’t fit his taste.
Daizhi drank the tea in the tea cup in one breath, and then pretended to sigh, “Well, delicious!”
However, when Yang Jie saw his tangled face, he knew what he said was a violation of his heart.
Lian Xue saw some restrained butterfly sisters, and asked softly: “How did you meet Lord Yangjie?”
“The master rescued me and my sister from the evil ghost’s hand, and asked the master to accept us as an apprentice. After the master accepted us, he always taught us hard.”
Lian Xue smiled slightly: “It’s really like the style of Lord Yosuke. Lord Yokuke has always been a very gentle person.Life. ”
Butterfly Yinnai sighed: “Yeah, if there is no master, maybe Xiao Ren died long ago, we have always been grateful to the master.”